My Brother's Best Friend •Harry Styles•

Chapter 8

"So how's the tour?" Lottie asked over the phone.

I held the phone tightly between my ear and my shoulder as I buttered some toast, in the kitchen area of the bus, wearing nothing but a pair of Haz' boxers and one of his black t-shirts. We're currently in Toronto, Canada and the weather is absolutely beautiful.

"It's going good, poor Liam fell over on stage last night," I chuckled,

"Oh yeah, I saw that on twitter this morning," she giggled through the receiver end of the phone, "Has he hurt himself badly?"

"No he's fine, the boys are at rehearsals now, they have a show tonight," I said through a mouthful of toast. I looked out the bus window; staring at the large crowds of fans who were only just waking up from camping outside the arena overnight.

"What are you doing?"

"Eating toast, just on the bus," I shrugged, going over to the lounging area and flopping down on the couch; grabbing the remote from the arm chair and turning on the TV. "What are you doing?"

"At lunch," She said loudly through the phone, as if she was speaking with her mouth full. Now that I think about it, today's a weekday, which means a school day. I rolled my eyes at Lottie even though she obviously couldn't see, the little rebel.

I've took time out of Uni to be able to come on tour. The good think about my scholarship is that It's entitled up to six years completely free of charge and I'm allowed to take up to 8 weeks off, this year, as long as I have a reason. All courtesy of having Louis as my brother. My principal knows Louis, they met at my interview since Lou came with me. So Mrs Henin completely understands that I want to 'ditch' to join my famous brother on tour. However, I've had to bring work with me so I'm not completely out of education when I am meant to be In it.

"Well get off your phone before you get it confiscated, little missy," I scolded, half playfully through the phone. I could mentally see her glaring at something, her imagining that, that something was me.

"Yeah whatever, mum, say hi to Lou for me when you see him," She said cheerfully yet sarcastically.

"Bye," I sighed and hung up.

*Niall's P.O.V*

"Hey, Curly!" I watched from my seat in the dressing room as Louis addressed Harry, since I was close by them; them being stood almost right beside me, i could hear what they were saying.

"What'd up boo bear?" Harry giggled and slung his arm around Louis.

"Have you asked Mase out yet?" Lou grinned, wiggling his eyebrows. I just rolled my eyes at he pair of them. I looked away at the sight of Harry's blush and focused on my shoelaces.

"Not yet," I heard Harry mumble, almost sheepishly.

I breathed out a loud sigh and got up, leaving the dressing room and going for a walk around the back of the arena.

*

"Excuse me miss, you can't be back here," I addressed the blue haired girl, who had her back to me. She turned around at the sight of me, and much to my surprise she didn't scream, or cry, or shake or... anything. She just looked at me as If I were the most disgusting thing in the world. Ok then?

"Will?" I heard a small voice whisper from behind me.

I turned around and was shocked to see a terrified Maisie.

Maisie's P.O.V:

Oh my god. What the hell is she doing here? Does she know? Of course she fucking does, why else would she be here for?

Oh I don't know, why would someone be at a one direction concert?

I shock my head, attempting to clear it, before I spoke.

"Will?" I whispered, absolutely terrified. She looked past Niall and just looked at me. Just... stared.

Niall took a few steps backwards, leaning up against the wall as me and Willow stood opposite each other now, completely silent.

"So," She finally spoke, pursing her lips, "I come on holiday with Ally to Toronto, so I can finally meet her family and when I fly out here, do you want to know what the first thing what I saw when I got on that damn plane? Well - do you?"

"What?" I asked wearily, scared of her response.

"I saw you," She said plainly, making me scrunch up my eyebrows In disbelief, "On the cover of teen weekly," I bowed my head In shame. Of course she did. "Standing beside a certain boyband,"

I breathed out a shaky breath. I looked up at her again, she was looking at Niall as If he were vermin.

"Care to explain?" She turned her attention back to me.

"Explain?" I chuckled nervously, "What is there to-"

"Oh cut the crap Maisie! You were on the cover of multiple magazines with One fucking Direction, your not even freaking out when a member of the band is right beside us and your at their concert, so you must be a fan. There is something going on and I want you to tell me, since I'm like meant to be your best friend - your sister, or is that a lie as well?" she spat, "You've had a habit of lying recently haven't you?"

"What? No I haven't," I lied, picking at my finger nails.

"Oh look at that, another lie," She yelled sarcastically at me, "You told us all that you were ditching Uni for awhile to go travelling with your brother which is obviously a lie because your spotted everywhere with One Direction and -"

"That wasn't a lie!" I yelled at her, making her immediately shut up. She shut her mouth and started at me, unconvinced. "I'm not lying," I sighed, she just crossed her arms, "I am travelling with my brother - and his...band,"

She furrowed her eyebrows for a minute before a look of realisation occurred, making her gasp, "No," her eyes widened, "You can't be serious,"

"She is," Niall piped up, only with one look from Willow did he shut up. Will turned to look at me, studying my face.

"So let me guess is it - Niall?" She guessed, I shook my head. At Uni my surname was under Austin and not Tomlinson, so it's not very easy for Willow to guess since she's not a huge One Direction fan.

"Louis," I spoke up, she looked at me with wide eyes, "He's my older brother,"

"No way! Oh my - wait, didn't he call you when you were at my dorm - when we played truth or dare?" She gasped, I nodded. "Holy shit,"

"I'm sorry," I mumbled quietly, "I didn't want anyone to know. Only people who knew me and Louis personally knew we were siblings and when One Direction became extremely well known, I.. I didn't want to be in the spotlight - like how Lottie, Fizzy and the twins are. So I moved school and went to live with my aunt for awhile, and when I was eighteen I moved to the other side of Doncaster to attend Uni. Fresh start, yahno?"

She frowned at me, almost pitifully, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't've jumped to conclusions like that," she said sincerely, "Make up?"

I smiled widely at her, before closing the gap between us and yanking her into a tight hug, "I'm so sorry Willow," I cried, gripping on to her for dear life,

"I'm sorry too," She cried.

I vaguely heard Niall mumbled something about 'stupid hormonal girls' before he buggered off.

We released each other from our death grips, wiping our tears away quickly,

"I need to get going," I sighed, "I want to go find Harry before he gets swamped by Caroline and Lou; ordering him to get ready. You staying for the show?" She nodded, "5 Seconds will be on in a bit, best you get back,"

"Ok," She breathed out a breath, "Wait, Harry?" She wiggled her eyes at me, a playful smile, played across her lips.

"Go!" I laughed, shoving her slightly and ignoring her comment before we both went our separate ways.